𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐒, 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 back && forth a few times while brown eyes scan the bustling && frequent traffic of people around him. he was meeting up with a fellow eternal previous eternal that had been sent to earth similar to himself. he wanted to get to know them, he wanted to learn about their times on earth for the past seven thousand years && in comparison to his own. neo didn’t know many eternals, not at all, && thought it’d be 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 making connections && get to know them while he could. ; being immortal held its own weight, however, && it was a truth that this eternal had very much experience on⸺he, like others, had a deep sense of care in regards to humans. others might not, but he did. at first he focused only on the mission, but overtime he saw the 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚆 && evolve. . . he saw their happiness, their sadness, && everything in between. mankind could be bloody, but they were also beautiful. another turn of the head && eyes catch the familiar color of redish hair, he waves with hand extended out && upward so sprite could see: ❝ sprite, hey ! ❞ calls neo with a blooming smile, ❝ right on time. ready to go? ❞ brow arches. / @sprayt liked for a starter from one of my eternals muses !